Bluku bye bye
Bluku bye bye bye
Shotts don't run outta bars
Everybody's sending disses, well I'm getting sick of the repetition
Their lyrics are very simple and never anything different
I wake up to see these pricks are perpetuating a gimmick
They physically make me sick, someone get me the penicillin
If anyone said they're sick then I need a second opinion
Go tell 'em I said they're sh**, they was never the best in England
I bury anyone quick and the second I wreck I k** 'em
I bet when they're checking this, they'll pretend that they never listened
I don't need to be seeing these intermediates beefing on social media
Cheating and people keeping 'em tweeting about
Remedial leaders, you're speaking dumb sh**
Tell that man to link you up a stage and you can front him
Take it to the dungeon, Jammer's house in London
When you ain't got producers who can help you do a punching
Everything you joke, then we see you stumbling
How about you bring it to a man and not a Yungen?
Ten minutes, I'mma blaze and I'mma take it to the function
f**ing around with me, I guarantee I'll have you crumbling
I could rap a circle around you and man'll verbally clown you
And any person around you in your circumference, bro
They used to talk about the Biggies and the Big Puns
But now they wanna see a Chipmunk diss mums
Every time I see these candy coated rappers clashing
I just wanna throw a punch and make my f**ing fist numb
I ain't running out of bars, no lyrical drought
So can you tell me what they're spitting about?
I think I figured it out
These days, if your Twitter account's got a bigger amount
These kids'll give you the clout
I've got a chip on my shoulder
I'm so big, I could put Chip on my shoulder
So f** a timeline and a BlukuByeBye, I'm not in my right mind
Psychopathic Einstein mixed in with Sosa & Rum
Sticking a Chip in a box like I'm working up at Maccies
Somebody tell this p**y that he's just another Dappy
f**ing around with Shotts and you won't make me catch a body
And I'm so Mr Miyagi, you are just another Danny
Somebody told me that you was the king, look at my face
I'm not Irate, brudda, I'm laughing at your mindstate
They're gonna tell I do this for promotion, are you blind, mate?
Eight million views, eight million views, I'm straight
And that was off the one clash, pie face
I'm already Horroh, you ain't helping me with my name
I remember when you got your tattoos like Wayne
Now I see your formula, you're tryna be the grime Drake
Likkle puppy and the King of the Beasts
Little Chippy won't bring it to me
He's only trying to have a battle with the rappers that he thinks he could beat
Gwan people give him a tweet, and tell him
I'm offended with the pretences and little sentences
He's pretending he's the best when he's sending for his men, At least there's 20 other rappers that'd bury him cause he's anything
There's levels to this, living with legends, about malevolence, don't meddle in business you b**hes dont have a medal in
He thinks he's sick so I'll give him his own medicine
I'm measuring, his coffin to drop him off in the cemetary
If he's got bare bars, I'm Leo in The Revenant
But you are very famous, so it's entertainment
But I think you need a demonstration, how to bury haters
Dont be talking 'bout how you're getting papers
In the petrol station, in them Ellesse trainers
You need meditation and some medication, wait!
Stop. Bro, let me stop...
[Spoken]
Cause I guarantee this guy ducks
Talking to Yungen about ''Nah, I don't play the numbers game, f** all that numbers game'', but I guarantee he plays the numbers game with me
I bet he talks bout I ain't got enough followers to respond to
Or some sh** like that, f** followers bro!
I got eight million views on one clash, bro
Lightweight battlers, man
Stepping into my turf now, bro
Seeing set guys saying they're the best battle MC in England, nope!
That's me
I can name 20, 30, 40 MCs that're better than you, bro
Shout outs to them, they know who they are
Claiming all this, you're the best in the country
As Rick Flair once said "To be the best... you gotta beat the best"
(Beat me)
Duck, hide, do what you've gotta do
Quiet like you never saw this
But I'm at your NECK!
[Adlibs]
Some said I wasn't gonna show up
Well that's what the talk was about
But I show up to the show down
To show off when the show's on
For all of the crowd